Cursed (open)

[Stranger34]

Cursed (closed for katalynn)

looking for someone to play a beautiful young girl!


I'm very hungry.
I haven't eaten for two days, and food is scarce. Twice I've been close to a rabbit, but the first one dived into a hole just before my jaws could close over him, and the second leapt into a huge bramble-patch, I can't follow him in there, even with my thick fur. I still have the taste of rabbit in my mouth, it's driving me insane.
I pad my way wearily down to the pool. Maybe my luck will change soon. I bend my head to take a drink of cool water, and drink long and deep. When I raise my head again, the feeling of hunger has subsided a little, but it's still there, gnawing away. I look at my own reflection.
Over six foot tall, covered in thick brown hair from muzzle to clawed feet. How did this happen? I know of course, but it's more of a rhetorical question these days. I open my mouth, turning it a little from side to side, almost admiring the sharpness of my white teeth. Dark brown eyes, too, they still have a human quality in them,but it's the only visible sign of humanity, and if I'm particularly enraged or hungry, as I've felt many times coming to drink or reflect at this pool, they turn almost completely black.
I used to be human, completely human, now my humanity is trapped in this - this- creature's body, fighting daily with wolf-like instincts, and it seems that gradually the wolf is winning. I only crave meat to eat - I can't stand the thought of anything else - and fresh blood is as exciting to me as anything that went before in my human life. But some vestiges of my humanity remain - the sexual desires I experience are all for human females, and the thoughts I have in that direction are entirely those I had in my human life.

I sit for a while by the pool, wondering what on earth I'm going to do. I'm going to have to find a way to lift this curse - but I'm becoming more and more resigned to my fate. I'm just about to get up and leave, when I hear a rustling in the reeds opposite. Instantly I'm alert, crouching down close to the ground, ears pricked - it must be a rabbit, this time I'll make sure it doesn't get away...........

 

[katalynn]

She had been running from him since the other night. He had stolen her from her home and tried to turn her into a slave. He had claimed that her beauty would bring a high price, the length and blood red color of her hair alone was more than enough coin to buy him new lands.
Yet, she was able to get away at a moments notice while he was out on hunting trip, for some strange reason he would hunt at night, though, she didn't care to know why. Only been here for three days now, each night she pretended to be sleeping and tame enough to be unchained. It was just long enough to find out his daily courses and a chance for escape.

Managed to find some decent clothing and a cloak to hide her in the night. It wasn't much of clothing, just a simple shirt and pants, found no shoes to fit her so she remained barefoot. Running in woods she knew nothing about, feeling safe in the night as she ran. The day they would see her, find her. Severe punishment would come she was sure of it. But the night, the night hid her well, blackened shadows of the trees, the hood of the cloak that covered her face.

She didn't know where she was when she ran far and for what seemed like forever from the town he held her in. Finding shelter in some bushes next to a pool of water. She didn't see what lingered on the other side of the pool, to watchful in other directions for Him and possibly the hounds to find her.

No, she could never return to Him, nor ever become a slave as he wanted. Course, she didn't think of where to run to. Having no place to go now. Instead she would take shelter here for the night. She froze in place when a branch caught onto her cloak and snapping as she moved. Heart was racing deep in her chest, fear rising once again.

Did he hear? Was he near?

There were signs of the hunting hounds. If He even had them, who knows what He could possibly be hunting at night. She stayed still as possible in her hiding place, praying that it will keep her hidden during the day before she would run again.

 

[Stranger34]

ahhhh.........the reeds rustle again, and this time there can be no doubt - something is in there. Better still, whatever it is is larger than a rabbit, and is making far too much noise. My jaws open and saliva dribbles down my muzzle as the thought of fresh meat and blood runs through my mind - this one will be a good kill, and provide me with enough meat to last me a while. I flatten myself to the ground and begin creeping forward, muscle by muscle - sudden;y I freeze, the thing seems to be moving. The reeds part and something peers out - to my shock it's the face of a girl, a very beautiful girl, with deep red hair.

What on earth is a beautiful girl doing out here in the wild? She must be lost. The human part of me wants to protect her, but I'm also extremely hungry..........and more than that, the sight of her has aroused familiar longings in me, sexual and sensual longings, the desire to track, hunt, and bring down this creature, to force her to do my bidding. A low excitement begins to build inside me, and it's matched with an answering growl in my throat. Sure enough, after a while she peeks out again, and this time I see a little more - she's lithe, and firm-bodied, that much I can see, and her eyes are a deep and beautiful green. I can't help it - I begin to growl just a little louder.

Maybe she heard it, or maybe a movement or another sound startled her, because all of a sudden she turns, and her eyes lock directly into mine........

 

[katalynn]

She couldn't get comfortable within the bushes, never slept ouside on the ground before. The dirt shifted making her want to sneeze yet, she was already making to much noise. Surely He would hear her. He had to be out looking for her by now. Just had to be.

Seemed the more she tried to be quiet and still, the more noise she made. It was the way the bush was, it was lose to make the twigs scratch against eachother, leaves brushing against the other leaves. It was begining to become more of a mind boggling chore to keep from moving than anything else. She had to find another place, just had to.

Peeking out like a scared animal would from its hiding place, not hearing anything, nor seeing anything around. And damn, her cloak got caught again as she went back in to quietly release it. Suddenly she heard something, movement. It was so very quiet, though with the quietness of the night and it being so close she was able to hear it, followed by a soft growl.

Her thoughts paniced, heart swelled up into her throat at first she thought it was the hounds. He had found her. The hounds caught her scent and traced her to here. Though, there no sounds of such a find. Normally the hounds would be yepping and howling alerting their catch.

Nothing, yet, another growl, louder than the one before caught her attention. Fear raced through her veins, she had been found by something. Cautiously she peeked out once more, in hopes that it was gone. Only to find at first what she thought was a wolf. Its eyes were no wolf though, the form was bigger than any she had ever seen. Brown thick fur, most wolves were gray or black around here. Eyes, those eyes shot fear up her spine, as much as she could see they were black. Wanting to look away but couldn't.

She fell back first onto her heels, then getting caught in the cloak at her feet made her land on her back. All the while he stared what felt like was into her soul. Tried to cry out, nothing came out, her voice caught into her throat. Both fear of Him finding her if she did scream adding to this new fear that stared her down.

Again she tried to look away, tried to blink, nothing happened. Trapped by bushes she was in, making it to where she couldn't bolt if she managed to. When she finally managed to get her feet uncaught from the cloak, he could smell the blood that trickled from them. She had been running barefoot in the dark, going down unknown paths causing her to cut her feet among the rocks and other things. Still, for some reason she couldn't break the stare from the eyes that held her gaze. Slowly tears began to free themselves down her cheeks from all the fear that coursed through her.

 

[Stranger34]

the girl is frozen, like a rabbit (yes just like a rabbit soft fur crunchy bones hot blood in my mouth) caught in my gaze. I'm curious too, water is trickling down her cheeks, from some distant memory I seem to associate it with unhappiness, and a protective urge arises in my breast. Then I look down at her torn shirt, and smooth brown legs, and another, very different urge arises in me, and I want to chase her, catch her, pin her down and mate with her. The growl in my throat grows louder. I begin to creep towards her - if she runs, she is lost, although the chase may be thrilling, and she would run well, I know I can outlast her, and the conquest would be sweet.

If she stays where she is.........why, I'll probably eat her, yet it's hard to rush at a defenceless creature, even though her throat is so pale and soft I could rip it open in an instant.

I continue creeping towards her, never taking my eyes off her for an instant, noticing the curve of her breasts under her frail shirt, smelling the blood from a cut on her feet; my mind is whirling with conflicting emotions
eatherprotectherfuckher and I creep closer and closer, waiting to see what she'll do................

 

[katalynn]

Wanting to run, having no where to go, being lost as it is out here in the unknown darkness. Even if she did ran, what were the chances of her running back in the wrong direction. Towards Him. If she did run, where would she go. So many thoughts coursed through her mind, the longer she stared into his eyes the more she felt something else. Something within him, her own fear and torn emotions wouldn't allow her understand what it was she saw in him, but there was something else and she saw it in his eyes.

Wimpers came from her when her feet made pressure against the ground, pushing her to move back away from him. The cloak was getting tighter around her neck, without thought, her delicate hand reached up to take the cloak off, allowing her to move alittle easier. Feeling the bushes against her back hurt, though she still kept inching away from him. Finding a break through in the bushes, realizing now that she was out in the open now.

Where do I go? How far will he chase me? Who do I run to? If He is out there, will he find me? ................ Where will go?

She was unable to think straight, fresh tears streamed down as she realized more and more that she was trapped, no matter if she ran or not. She was trapped. Either this creature would follow her and do with her what he will in the end. Or she will end up back in His chambers, under lock and key. Rather would die than be back in His bed, knowing that if she was to run, with him looking for her, sooner or later someone would turn her in and get good coin for finding her.

"K- kill me if that is what you wish to do. Just kill me and be done with me...."

It was more of a whisper, for that was all she could manage to get out. Not even caring if he understood her or not. This creature was just that, a creature and it had hunger in its eyes. Even she was to run, the scent of blood from her feet would give her away.

"I rather submitt to death than to submitt to.......... Please... Just kill me..."

Still, with what she was saying her body kept moving back away from the creature that now hunted her. Being no longer afraid of him nor death, but more afraid of what would happen if she ran from him. Of where she would end up in the end.

 

[Stranger34]

The girl is showing fear, but she's not running yet.

Please......just kill me........

This is very confusing - my prey normally runs from me, or howls with fear, or tries to put up a struggle - none have ever begged for death before, and this is very disconcerting. Slowly the growl dies away in my throat, and the hunger, though gnawing incessantly still, is pushed to the back of my mind for an instant.

She has a wonderful body, I notice that now. If it were not for my hunger, then the only thing on my mind would be to tear off her clothes and have her. But those tears, too.........I creep forward, closer, closer, till the smell of blood begins to overwhelm me.
Still she doesn't move, tears coursing down her cheeks, and I want to ask her what's wrong, too, but though I open my mouth all that issues from it is a seriesof growls and grunts. That's the other thing about this curse - I can't even speak like a human anymore.

I don't like these feelings, I'm very hungry, and I need to eat. The girl had better run. I growl louder, baring my sharp teeth, willing her to leave the reeds and stop this disconcerting behaviour, and act like my prey. Saliva drips from my muzzle, my eyes turn black.

Run girl run run like the wind

I need the thrill of the chase, to hunt her down, to catch her - after that, who knows, if she's good enough I may not even eat her, perhaps save her for another time..........and at the back of my mind, is the thought that maybe, just maybe, she might even be a key to unlock this hideous curse.........

 

[katalynn]

It was clear that he didn't understand her, or if he did, he still did nothing but torment her. She watched how the hunger grew more and more in him, he wanted to taste her, to tear into her flesh. Yet, he did nothing but growl and snarl at her, as if he was daring her.

Deep down she didn't want to die, not like this, she only accepted that fact that she was going to. The look in her own eyes became challenging, wondering what she had to do to provoke him to kill her. Would a simple slap do it? Screaming at him maybe? The slap might, perhaps a few. Screaming may only chase him away. At least with a creature chasing and wanting her will give her some slight protection against Him.

Though, what if it was creatures like these is the reason He hunted at night? She was growing weary with all these thoughts, all these questions she couldn't answer, not while being hunted and trapped. Had to think of what to do, where to go. With Him behind her somewhere, this creature in front of her, both willing and able to catch her in a heartbeat.

She ran.

Within a second she ran. Not knowing where, or what else she might run into in these woods. Her legs were weak, feet hurt with each step, still she ran as hard and as fast as she could. Not running in the direction of where He would be, nor in the direction of where that creature was. Ran inbetween them both, hopeing to find a break somewhere, perhaps they will run into eachother and one will kill the other. If He was really out looking for her that is.

All she knew is she had to either provoke the creature into killing her, or go back to Him. Having no other choice, she had hoped that by running will provoke the death that awaited her.

 

[Stranger34]

now that's more like it.........she bursts from cover, running for the trees, and that's just how I like it. All doubts gone, my prey in front of me, scent of fear and blood in my nostrils, seeing her running from me, slim brown legs stumbling and faltering, and all of a sudden I want her, want her badly, it's been so long since i've had a human female, I've almost forgotten what it's like.
My physical hunger has diminished to a low ache, the thing uppermost in my mind now is the capture and physical posession of this beautiful creature with red hair, and I lope after her with easy strides, waiting for my chance to pounce. The trees are thick, and she dodges in and out, making things harder, but I'm tireless, and I can hear her breath coming in shorter and shorter gasps as I close the distance, and suddenly the smell of her sweet female body is strong in my nostrils, and the way her skirt rides up over her bottom as she runs is making me almost crazy with lust.

All of a sudden she stumbles, puts out her hands, then sprawls full-length, exhausted, and I'm upon her in a flash. Pushing her down onto the ground with the weight of my body, she screams and flails weakly, but it's all to no avail, as I have her pinned down firmly. I push my muzzle in close, licking her soft neck, just to get a taste, and she whimpers fearfully. Ahhhhh...........soft female flesh........I want to tell her if she doesn't struggle I won't be forced to kill her, all she has to do is let me have my way with her, and then I may hold off eating her, but as usual nothing emnates from my mouth other than inarticulate growls and yelps.

She seems to understand something, or maybe she's just resigned to her fate, for her struggles become weaker, and I take the opportuity to lick the back of her neck again with my warm rough tongue............

 

[katalynn]

Running hard and fast knowing she wouldn't get very far to begin with, soon her legs were growing numb, feeling the cuts on her feet with more intensity of pain. At first she couldn't hear him, only the sound of her breathing and heart racing in her own ears and head.

Making the mistake of stopping for an instant, wondering if she lost him. When she tried to run again, she couldn't. Legs and feet were in so much pain that she fell within the two steps that she tried to go in. In that same moment something pinned her down from behind, not knowing what it was at firdt and tried to get up. Tried hard to roll over making whatever it was get off her. Though, she was far to weak to do anything more than whimper at the end.

Had just enough breath left in her to scream, that to quickly vanished not wanting to gain anymore attention from other things. Once she realized it was the creature, wondering why he didn't just tear into her. Knowing that he was hungry enough he could have, should have. Didn't running provoke him? The weak struggle? Not even her own weakness was enough to make him kill her.

Something happened, the feeling of his hot breath against her neck, heat of his tongue slowly licking the tender skin of her neck. Thinking maybe he was just looking for a place to strike. No... this was something different. The heat of breath against her neck made her weaker in other ways.

She was able to keep her virginity against her would be master, but that to would have brought massive coin to him. This, this was different. No way she would be able to stop this creature, again she tried to struggle until he licked at her again, slower than the first time. In the strangest way it almost calmed her down, still, it wasn't enough to ease her fear as it climaxed to a newer level.

"Just kill me.... kill me..."

Words were only whispers as she tried to beg him to kill her, even her pleas were growing weaker. The longer he lingered at her neck began to slowly to make her feel the weakness of her own lust. Trying hard to fight back the moan that almost escaped from her lips, he had found her weakness. Whether he realized this or not was to be seen.

 

[Stranger34]

ahhhhh...........her warm body trembles under mine as my rough tongue licks the back of her neck. She tastes good, too. For a moment I'm tempted to bite into her soft, unprotected neck, and end it all then and there, but her weak struggles arouse a very different lust in me, and it needs to be satiated first.
beautiful girl, you're going to give into me, you're going to let me have you, satisfy me and again my words come out in soft growls, but maybe they're different in tone, because she relaxes a little, and lies almost still, trembling.
Now I want to examine the rest of her body. Still holding her down with my big firm paws, I lower my muzzle to the top of her dress, and take hold with my teeth, pulling it so it rips away a little, exposing the flawless skin on her back. Taking great care not to draw blood, I rip away more of her dress with my teeth.
Lie still, don't move, I won't hurt you if you don't try and run away I growl. I'm hungry, I want to taste her body before I do anything else, and I run my rough soft tongue down over her shoulder blades, tasting her delicious flesh, without harming her any further.
She's still trembling, she's obviously still afraid.

 

[katalynn]

Things were taking a different turn, the growls that came from him were almost, strangly, were softer. She couldn't understand what was happening, his teeth were delicate against her back as he ripped at her dress. The coldness of his wet nose and the heat of his breath against her shoulders made her tremble. To frozen with confusion and fear to move, her mind denying what was happening, her body becoming weaker.

Closed her eyes hopeing that all this would go away, that it was all just a dream. Though the way he licked at her skin caused her to whimper a little. Couldn't help but feel the lust growing inside her, fear still remains in her mind. Wanting to fight, to run, even if it was back to Him. But that tongue...... Oh god.... the way he....

"Please...... don't..."

Whispered softly, not really sure of what she didn't want him to do. Her breathing started to pick up with what her body was feeling, body and mind were at war with what was happening. Shaking her head no, wishing she could fight him off. This last run took everything she had to fight. Arching her back as he tasted her, responding to him unwillingly. Still fighting the moans that wanted to escape as she trembled beneath him with fear and with .............. lust?!?

"Let - me - go..."

Managed to pant out, wishing he could understand her, at last, he was just some creature...... Or was he? Something about this that didn't seem right. She clawed into the ground as he continued to lick and breath on her bare skin. Fighting with everything she had left to keep from moaning.

 

[Stranger34]

her body tastes delicious, and I'm compelled to lick further downwards, for some reason I can't yet fathom. My sharp teeth rip away more of her dress, my soft warm rough tongue licks and licks, all over her bare skin. I'm curious - there's a scent I want to investigate, it's warm and musky and delicious, and it's coming from further down. She's stopped struggling now, and seems resigned to her fate.
Still I lick downwards, ripping off more of her dress, my tongue and breath warm on her lower back. Her skirt has all ridden up, and the sight of her soft warm bottom encased in silken panties has a very powerful effect on me - I can feel the thing between my legs growing hard.
That smell, too, it's irresistable, it's coming from between her legs. I push my muzzle down between her thighs, my warm tongue searching. Her legs are slightly parted now, and she seems to be breathing hard. I push my tongue in between the crack of her legs and lick at her panties, letting my tongue travel up and down, all over her crack. It's delicious! She seems to be moaning a little now, maybe she's in pain, but I'm not going to stop yet.........

 

[katalynn]

Flinching each time she heard another rip in her dress, tears streamed down her cheeks as she realized more and more that he wasn't going to kill. Fighting with how he was making her body feel.

"Why do I like this? ..... No.. I don't like it... But damn... Oh god it feels sooooo good.... NO! ... Damn why doesn't he just ...... mmmmmm ...."

The already weak struggles were becoming even weaker, even when she tried to crawl out from under him. But the movement was more of a writh than anything else when he got her lower back. Bit her lip to keep from moaning, not wanting to show any sign of how good this felt.

Bad enough the cool air that caressed her inner thighs brought out more of the unwanted arousment, feeling herself grow wetter by each second. Tried to close her legs, but he had one of his own legs between them, forcing hers to stay slightly spread. Cool air touched and teased the wet trails his tongue made on her back, again she writhed beneathed him as more tears streaked her cheeks.

Trembling uncontrolably beneath him, only now it wasn't out of fear.... Most of it wasn't from fear.... Whimpered softly when he stopped licking her back, wondering what he was going .......

Gasped out at the feel of his muzzle between her legs, pressing against her most treasured spot. Only to realize how wet and hot she really was, attempted to close her legs again to no avail, they only spreaded slightly further apart, causing her to raise hips towards his mouth. Was unable to hold back when he began to lick at her panties. A low soft moan finally escaped her lips all the while she was writhing more. It hurt to move specially after that last run.......... but damn.... It made her body move in reaction to what he was doing. Still wanted to run, her mind was screaming, though her body refused to leave this attention that she has never recieved before.

 

[Stranger34]

she's so hot and wet...and delicious......my tongue keeps licking all over her wet panties, she's moaning and even seems to be pushing back against me now, wriggling against my soft wet tongue as it pushes the skimpy material into her hole. It's no good....that scent, and taste, is driving me crazy, I want more of it, those skimpy little panties are just going to have to come off.
With a warning growl to her not to move, I open my jaws, and my sharp teeth shear through the material in an instant, exposing a delicious-looking soft round bottom. Mmmmmmmm I'm tempted to sink my teeth into it.........but that may have to wait, there are more pressing matters.
I lower my muzzle again to her now bare crotch, my breath hot on her oozing wetness, and my tongue lolls out again, licking over and over her delicious wet flesh, she gasps and moves back hard against me, I just can't get enough of this delicious taste, licking and lapping it all up with my rough wolf tongue.

 

[katalynn]

The sudden harsh growl made her freeze, wondering if she made a wrong move somehow. Instead she felt his sharp teeth near, so near her most tender place. The sudden rush of cool air hitting between her legs as her panties rip caused her to ache all more.

Even she couldn'e believe how much difference it made by removing the material. It felt so good moments ago, but now. Now it was incredible. Without thought she spreaded her legs even more, her body wanted more. Needed more.

That aching need was rising higher each time his tongue ran over her lips, twiching clit with the roughness if his tongue.
After a few moments of this, of his relentless licking she began to tremble harder. Moans became louder as the escaped her lips, feeling this surge inside build up inside while her aching muscles tense up, toes curl with pleasure.

 

[Stranger34]

She spreads her legs wider as I push my muzzle deep in, my tongue licking and lapping all over her hot wet flesh. There's a kind of stiff little bud, too, and I notice that when my tongue licks over this she moans and quivers and pushes back against me, and this feels good, so I lick it over and over, faster and faster, hot breath and rough wet tongue, and she's moaning and trembling harder and juices start to flood out from her hole and I can't resist, I just push my long tongue deep inside and wriggle it all around, licking up all the delicious juice, and then she whimpers and calls out, grinding her wet hole hard back against my licking tongue, and then her whole body seems seized by a kind of spasm, and she goes rigid and then lies still.

Is she dead?

I continue to lick, but more slowly now, until the juice is all lapped up, and then I climb back on top of her, pushing my muzzle up againt the back of her neck. No, she's still breathing. That's good, because I haven't finished with her yet.

 

[katalynn]

He continues to lick at her relentlessly despite her whimpers and the quivering of her body. Jerking each time his teeth scraped across her clit as his tongue plunged deeply into her, screams of pleasure escaped her mouth as she came so hard that she blacked out.

Feeling the dizzy wave wash over her in one heated moment, blackness like nothing she has ever encountered before swept through her mind. Deep down she still felt him licking at her juices, the way her body writhed with after affects. His cold nose, hot breath at her neck. But there was nothing she could, only feel him as if in a distant dream, shivers began to course through her body as it started to calm down. Moaned deeply and tried to roll over unconciously, gripping at the grass beneath her. Oh how her body ached, all she wanted to do was sleep, praying that he was done with her.

That was until she felt his own arousment, hardness that laid between his legs touching her back side. Feeling it brush up against her bare bottom. Again she tried to move out from under him. Even though for some strange reason, the feel of him, aroused her, making her want more.

 

[Stranger34]

ahhh the feel of her bare bottom against me.........it forms a natural resting place, a pillow for my hot red cock, and it's blissful. I lick her neck, gently, to wake her up, and she whimpers and stirs. She tries to move away from under me, but I'm not having any of it, in fact the movement of her bottom creates a delicious friction against my hardness, and I growl in her ear that I want her to move it again.
I don't think she understands, but when I shift positon she instinctively moves her bottom, wiggling it against me, and I growl harder, biting softly into her neck, almost lovingly, as I rub my cock up againt the soft flesh of her backside........

 

[katalynn]

She didn't know how to make him understand that she has never...... Done that....
It made it even harder as he tenderly licked and bit at her neck, more arousment courses through her, lowering and tilting her head so her neck would more exposed to him. Relished in how his hot breath felt against the tenderness, how his teeth gently sank into the flesh.


"Pl... please... I... I've never...."

If only he could understand her, her words were faltered and broken when he shifted against her, causing her to move her hips and pressing against the hardness of his shaft. Whimpers and moans escaped unwillingly as she quivered and squirmed beneath him. The hold he had on her neck was driving her insane, feeling that ache between her thighs rise in need. The fear of him taking her still lingered, but was quickly being overwhelmed with passion he made her feel. The thick warm fur against her back, how he held her at the neck, his hard member pressing against her with his own need. It was all overwhelming, a losing battle..

 

[Stranger34]

her soft bottom wriggling against me, her heat, her wetness........I growl again, deep in my throat, and straddle the whole of her naked body with my own warm, furry one. She sighs softly, and begins to rub her bare bottom softly, dreamily, against my hard cock. It's blissful, and I growl and croon with pleasure. I begin to llick and bite softly at her neck, growling in her ear, as she rubs and rubs with her bottom, and now the lust is growing, I need to plunge my hard wolf's cock deep inside her soft wetness, to mate with her.
She's making soft, whimpering noises, growing louder and louder, as I pin her down and push the thick head of my cock inside the entrance to her tight wet slit.......

 

[katalynn]

Panting and breathing harder as he got closer to the treasure he seeked. He felt so big as the hardness of his cock slid down to and aimed to where it wanted to be. Soon fresh tears coursed down her cheeks at a familiar stretch.. Her would be master had to test and find out if she was still truly a virgin, seeing how there was really only one way to find out...

The stretching continued while he pushed in further, she tried to hard to close her legs, to roll her hips out of the beasts' invasion. Instead, he bit into her neck a little harder, growling as he felt her resist.. The rolling of her hips only made it that much easier for him to slide in.

Whimpering louder, her screams caught in her throat while he drove more and more lust into her, causing her to become more willing than she wanted. The pain was so intense that it just brought that much more pleasure in her cries... He was so huge.. She didn't know how much more she can handle. Suddenly he stopped, feeling the massive cock a mere few inches inside her being blocked. Silky, wet walls gripped so tightly around him as he slowly began to move again. Once more she clawed into the dirt from pleasurable pain, the stretching as he moved, though he never went past that one spot, feeling the head rub against some what felt like a barrier ......

His attention to her neck and shoulders were eating away the fear slowly, forcing her to want more, feeling her body give in as it writhed beneath him...... Not realising that he could and will go further.....

 

[Stranger34]

mmmmmmmm her soft wet pussy draws in my cock, sucking and gripping as I thrust forward........this girl is too good to eat
She's panting hard now, she loves it, loves the feel of my long hard wolf's cock inside her, her bum is moving back against me, I press down hard, biting softly into her neck as I begin to thrust, in and out of her soft hot wet pussy, fucking her, as she lies face-down and helpless on the forest floor. Gasps and moans come from her, I'm grunting and growling furiously, reminding her that I can kill her with one bite if I so choose, but her soft wetness feels too good and I can't stop, just ramming in and out, her soft walls clutching and sucking at my big hard muscle, I can feel my own body begin to shake as the wolf-cumm builds up in my balls.............

 

[katalynn]

The slow steady movements on both sides began to pick up, she back as he pushed forward. She didn't know when it broke, there was pain for a moment but as long as he kept moving, massasging, that pain quickly vanished. Feeling him bury himself deep inside, the way his sack smacked hard against the excited clit with each thrust.

Rolled her eyes back, closing them with so much lust burning deep inside of her. She couldn't understand how such a creature could feel so good, the way he teased her neck just made... Forced her to want more.
Arched her back the best she could under him, feeling that rush when he began to grow and fill her that much more. The growls and his own whimpers aroused her even more. Unable to control it any longer, a scream escaped her lips. A scream that was so full of passion and lust, the need that he drove into flooded out as she came hard.

Overwhelming emotions and feelings ran rampant through her, lowering her head from the black dizzyness that coursed through her. More so than the first, curling her toes, clawing at the ground just as she came again. Soon her body was reacting on its own as she fell unconcious, whimpering out last few orgasms when he shot his hot fluids deep inside.

 

[Stranger34]

growling and grunting, pumping my thick wolf's cock inside her soft body, a delicious feeling grows, I close my eyes and shudder as her bum rams back against my swinging balls..........jerking uncontroallably as hot cum erupts from my wolfs cock, flooding her wet hole..........I throw back my head and howl, crowing in my victory.
She lies still, trembling, her eyes closed, barely moving. I lick her neck, trying to wake her up, but she seems fast asleep.........how strange. Female humans never cease to surprise and amaze me. I want more from this one, I decide, maybe she can help me with the curse that's over me, I can still understand human speech, it's making myself understood that's the problem.
But before any of that, I want more of her. I also need food.
I think I'll take her back to my cave, that way I can have her at my leisure, without worrying about hunters, or other wolves attacking.
I burrow my muzzle under her limp body, smelling as I do so that delicious smell once again mmmmmmmmm I want to lick her wet place again but manage to control myself, flipping her up onto my back, she moans a little and I feel her hands clutch into my fur, her legs astride my furry back, her hot wet place rubbing up against me as I carry her towards my cave.................